Ware-Wolff - This LP Violates Our Terms of Service

★ Intro: Succubus Waifu ★
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★ Verse: Ware-Wolff ★
I'm a menace to society, this side of me is likely to light a fire in aisles in grocery store robberies
Running for their lives from the back of the Food Lion
Stumble over body piles at the exit lines, fiery
Abyss alive behind 'em, a rifle, I let fire in 'em
Get 'em bunched together and picking 'em off tirelessly
It's my dеsire, I'm vile and like violеnt
Scene of heightened ire, demise is transpiring
With acid bombs and cyanide, I'm taking shit viral
Size your eyes with tire irons, a live wire and I'ma be
Taking lives, a virus to people who be inspiring
The tyranny that I'ma be wreaking upon the fallen weak
I'm bringing a cocked shotty, blast away at everybody
After slaughtering motherfuckers the following week
Shit's like a hobby to me, out on this murderous spree
You gotta be out your fucking mind to really want it with me
I knock out all of your teeth and chop your legs at the knees
At the level to suck my dick and shit and that's all it would be
Catch you dead in your sleep and then upon awakening
Have your baby castrated, maimed and swinging from the tree
In your front lawn, from the window, you see it
My needs are pleased, you seethe and plead in disbelief then make a means to retrieve it
A tripwire, know you're dying once you hitting the switch
Where paint buckets hit your face like Home Alone in this bitch
It's game over, you quit, get mowed over and split
A looney tune, I'm on some other shit you wouldn't think would ever exist
I'm remarkable, Acme explosives up in my arsenal
Make my mark in leaving scars of generational trauma
World domination, all obstacles that's keeping me from my target
I gotta spark it and lead the dark to have 'em swimming around like sharks
Stay bloodthirsty as Jaws is
Come out your fucking closets
You scaredy faggots not even worthy of the maggots
Feeding off the deposit from your pathetic fucking carcasses
With residue left behind like bitches with menopause
I'm high as Decepticons, you minuscule Leprechauns
I travel like vagabonds, descendant of Azathoth
Go pray to your faggot god 'fore you dead and left in a pond
Through valleys, I terrorize, so, bitch, better recognize
On the rise like my cock when killing anything civilized
A mission to minimize all life off the planet
Death spikes, light strikes, crumble cities to granite
Go toss 'em off with the banished you at a complete disadvantage
So, you better be glad, I ain't got power like that
It's my desire though
I would've taken all you motherfuckers out a long time ago